The Billionaire’s Maid Bride

Chapter 572

Emma said, “There wasn’t an actual fire. When you texted me, something felt off. This Hudson has a history of preying on female artists, but he always manages to calm the storm by dangling opportunities in front of them. Some of the lesser-known actresses are even willing to throw themselves at him, trading their dignity for a shot at fame. It’s an open secret in the industry. I never thought Hudson would be bold enough to try something with you.”

As the elevator descended towards the underground parking lot, Emma glanced at Allison, taking in her still intact appearance, and breathed a sigh of relief. “You’re okay, and that’s what matters. When Miguel came to fetch you for Hudson, I had a hunch and set up a smoke bomb in the building. As soon as your message came through, I triggered it. That Hudson is afraid of death. The moment he thought there was a fire, he forgot everything else and ran for it. He didn’t even bother with his pants.”

Allison got into her car and rolled down the window, inhaling the fresh air, feeling her heartbeat slow down.

The entertainment world was a murky swamp, and securing a place in it required more than she had ever imagined. She had wanted nothing more than to act, to play the roles she loved, unfettered and free. But there were always those who would force her into a corner.

Penelope’s malice.

Grace’s desperate pleas.

Leah’s threats.

And Hudson’s harassment.

Entertainment should’ve cleared out by now. That gadget I bought

weren’t many employees around, a few who were working late screamed at the sight, mistaking him for a pervert. Miguel quickly stepped in front of Hudson, barking at the staff, “What

bitch played us!” Without another word, he strode toward the elevator and pressed the button for the 18th floor. Miguel hurriedly said, “Mr. Sears, the office… there was a

Allison. There was